La Penseroso
Come pensive nun, devout and pure ~John Milton~ (Penseroso was the goddess of melancholy described in this poem.)
Sober, steadfast and demure
All in a robe of darkest grain,
Flowing with majestic train,
And sable stole of cypress lawn
Over thy decent shoulders drawn.
Come; but keep thy wonted state,
With ev'n step, and musing gait,
And looks commercing with the skies,
The rapt soul sitting in thine eyes:
There, held in holy passion still,
Forget thyself to marble, till
With a sad leaden downward cast
Thou fix them on the earth as fast.
